I'll have no such toast drunk at my table!" "It's the king's birthday," urged the woollen draper. I'd like to shake you until your bones rattled; but the bones of a Roundhead wouldn't rattle to any purpose. Springing to his feet in an ecstasy of terror, he stumbled, and had well nigh realized his worst apprehensions. . CHAPTER VIII.
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